Chicano Poet

Saturday, January 14, 2012

The Cosmos

I’m playing darts with your boobs
in this violent playful way

which has taken over our lives.
That day you tried to run me over

with your cherub car
in the mall parking lot---

that was sweet of you.
I was running for my life

and yours.
Sometimes we draw blood

and sometimes we don’t,
sometimes you bite my lips so hard,

I almost pass out.
Sometimes when I slap you silly,

you say you see the stars
entering one black hole

and coming out another.
Stephen Hawking screwed again!


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